It’s a simple place, mostly. There’s the black & white tile floor, the kids play area, the picnic-like tables and forgettable chairs. The walls hold gray on the outside; barely-visible monkeys swing from the trees across the lot behind an electric fence. Inside, canvasses cover the place. The bathrooms, cutouts in the corner, are somehow pretty. Then you try the doughnuts and learn where they’re hiding the masterpiece. Art is edible.
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